The police officer paused for a moment, then looked down at his bare legs and the pants he was holding, raising an eyebrow: "You're... having an affair?"

Seeing the woman peeking out from upstairs through the privacy film only confirmed his suspicions, and he looked at her with even more disdain.

Not only did he illegally jump off the train, but he also had no shame whatsoever. He really opened my eyes today.

Song Hengjue looked away guiltily: "You can control someone who steals money, and you can control someone who has an affair?"

"I can't control that, but I'm going to see what happened at the train station today!" The policeman got angry at his shameless attitude and dragged the two of them to the police station.

An hour later.

The policeman, who had just been angry, held a water glass and slowly looked at the man who was honestly reading his apology letter. He snorted coldly, "Alright, starting tomorrow, this apology letter will be broadcast at the train station for three days. You can go after you pay the fine."

“But!” He slammed down his cup and criticized sternly, “If you do this again, we will not tolerate it. It won’t be as simple as writing a letter of apology. You’ll be detained for at least half a month!”

The boss of Boxiang, a man of great stature, not only jumped off a train to become a mistress, but also had his apology letter broadcast repeatedly at the train station for three days and three nights. If the old hands in the company knew about it, they would laugh their heads off.

Thinking of Song Hengjue's serious and authoritative expression when he used to exert pressure at the company, Fang Nan burst out laughing, which seemed particularly out of place in the quiet police station.

"What's so funny?" The policeman frowned, no longer scolding Song Hengjue, and immediately turned his attention to him. "As a friend, when your companion jumped out of the car, not only did you not stop him immediately, but you also tried to distance yourself from the situation. You forgot to make you write a self-criticism too!"

Fang Nan awkwardly shut his mouth.

Song Hengjue across from him raised an eyebrow, waved the letter of self-criticism in his hand, and smiled smugly.

Fang Nan: "You bastard."

…………

After washing up, Song Hengjue went straight to the company without resting.

The boss, who had just left last night, suddenly appeared out of nowhere the next morning. The receptionist's face changed, and she dialed the secretariat, but it was too late.

When Song Hengjue stepped out of the elevator and saw the empty secretariat, he thought for a moment that he had gone to the wrong place. He walked back to the elevator, checked the floor again, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He pushed open the office door and made a phone call to the manager downstairs.

"Get those slackers in the secretariat back here!"

Thanks to the receptionist's reminder, a group of secretaries received the message and rushed to the scene in less than ten minutes.

Upon seeing Song Hengjue's dark face, they all dared not breathe, keeping their heads down and behaving as docilely as quails.

If he hadn't turned around and launched a surprise attack today, he would have thought these people were a bunch of honest quails!

Song Hengjue was so angry he laughed. He slammed his pen on the table with a dull thud that seemed to strike everyone's heart, making everyone's heart tremble involuntarily.

"I've only been gone for half a day, and you're already taking off? Going to be as close to the sun as possible? If I had come back a day later, would the entire branch office have stopped working?!" He slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

Fang Nan coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and said with a serious expression: "Yesterday, President Song deliberately released the information that he was leaving to test the self-discipline of you subordinates. I didn't expect... that when he came back, the building was empty!"

Everyone lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Fang Nan snorted coldly and continued playing the bad cop: "Originally, President Song was going to give you a raise because you worked so hard today. I didn't expect you to be so easily tested. Since you don't cherish this job, then pack your bags and get out of here..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his subordinates turned pale, exchanged glances, and were filled with regret.

Not to mention them, even Song Hengjue's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously sat up straight and coughed lightly: "It's not that you can't stay if you want. There's a chance here to redeem yourself. It's up to you to seize it."

"Mr. Song, you've said it. We'll definitely learn from our mistakes and correct them. We'll do whatever it takes to complete the task you've assigned us." The only male secretary in the team stepped forward and readily offered a string of flattering words.

A female secretary standing next to him glanced at him indifferently, a hint of disdain in her eyes. "Limp."

But when facing Song Hengjue, he put on a completely different face, patting his chest and guaranteeing, "President Song, rest assured, we will do whatever it takes, whether it's going through fire or water."

Song Hengjue nodded in satisfaction: "Now, all the female colleagues, married ones stand to one side, unmarried ones stand to one side... um, those who are dating, stand to one side too."

After hesitating for a few seconds, he added, "If you don't have a good relationship with someone, just leave."

The male secretary next to him burst out laughing, crossed his arms, and gloated.

"Huh?" Everyone was shocked, exchanged glances, and their eyes showed their embarrassment.

Mo Yao, who was in charge, frowned and stepped forward to say: "President Song, I don't think we should use marital status as a reference for reducing staff. As the great man said, women hold up half the sky. What you're doing is hurting the feelings of all the female comrades. What are the female comrades in other departments supposed to think? What are the researchers on the front line supposed to think?"

Mo Yao's words were righteous and eloquent, and the female secretaries were so moved that they shed tears and nodded repeatedly.

"President Song, although I had a baby last year, my work has not been affected at all. You can ask the general manager and the others if you don't believe me."

"Yes, although I'm in a relationship, I've never brought that romantic feeling into my work. You can't fire me because of that!"

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